Aviation and space stuff.

Primarily because I've been using it for much longer than Chrome has been a thing so I'm used to it. But Google's shenanigans are also a factor.

It's great if you have a decent framerate to start with, but it really struggles at lower framerates and you'll get a lot of ugly artifacts if there's any rapid movement on screen.

Modern, high end race cars are automatics.

No, they're sequential manuals*. Unless you're talking about drag racing, where automatics are common.

*Edit: Or they can also be sequential semi-automatics if you want to be extra pedantic. But personally I'd classify a transmission based on whether the driver has to select the desired gear, or if the computer selects the appropriate gear without driver input, because that's the thing that matters in the end.

I have history turned on and it generally recommends stuff I'm interested in. My only complaint is that it doesn't update often enough and likes to recommend videos I've seen already.

Yep. 27, Finland. I learned on a manual (in the EU, if you learn on an automatic, you're restricted to automatics only until you pass the driving exam in a manual) and drove manuals until a few years ago when my late grandma's health started declining and her car got passed down to us because she could no longer drive.

Building basic flying machines.

Oh, I remember. Some of the games I played a lot would just crash if I had Xfire running in the background.

VOODOO 1, VIPER'S ON STATION. YOUR JOURNEY ENDS HERE, PILOT. THE SKIES BELONG TO ME. NOWHERE TO RUN, NOWHERE TO HIDE.

laughs in Finnish sauna

The water jet is the mechanical force. But unlike wiping, it doesn't smear the shit all over your ass hair and rub it into your skin pores. It just liquifies it so that it gets rinsed away.

You pass out, and then you wake up with no memory of anything that happened in the meantime.

That is, unless they messed up the dosage and allowed you to regain consciousness. It happened to me once as a kid, I had to have a tooth removed but I was so scared that they had to put me under, but I woke up briefly during the operation and I remember the surgeon giving me nitrous oxide (I think that's what it was, because it had this sweet smell and taste) with a mask and telling my mom (who was in the operating room), "let's turn this down a little bit so we don't pass out too". Then I passed out again and woke up in the recovery unit.